#but to be open with aelswith leaves him (in his mind) open to losing her since he's caused her so much pain throughout their marriage

[aelswiths]

*screams into the void*

[hellenicdreaming]

Saving King Alfred Last Kingdom Chapter One

As I tiptoed around the corner to his room the first thing I noticed was the rattling of his breathing. The sight that befell me made me stop in my tracks, my king was laid almost lifeless, a Skelton form very different from the man that had saved me and taken me into his home all those years ago.

With teary eyes I ventured further, with the determination of making things right for him. I owed him, my lord a lot but I also was aware of how risky this was, I had hidden it so well for so many years but here now I could use it for something good. To make sure the king saw his England. To make sure he could do so much more in his life.

' It will be hard,child.' my guardian said to me. A distant voice called behind the veil guiding me to this very moment.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves and stood over the king. He didn't acknowledge I was there, to far away, his soul ready to leave his mangled body. I placed my hand over his torso and closed my eyes. I could see how inflamed his inside were, each bit I would have to dime to make him better.

'This will take a lot out of you, child are you sure?" My guardian whispered as I felt him grab my other hand.

"Yes." I said firmly as the magick between me and my god began to work on the king. I could feel it my life force working hard to make him better. I had to. I was determined to save his life. I pictured it in my mind as the black vapor of illness pulled away from my king. I felt it as it entered my system infecting every cell of my body. I stumbled a little losing balance as my blue eyes opened. I looked down at the king. His face no longer hollow.

I watched as the colour slowly return to his cheeks and his breathing wasnt as rattled. I reached out with my hand to lightly graze across his check.

"What are you doing in here!" My head snapping up at the tone of the kings wife.

My heart beating faster at the fear I suddenly felt. I was suppose to be in and out, no witnesses. I didn't want the credit for this. I was fine with my King's God to take the glory for that.

I watched as Aelswith moved closer to the bed as I took a step back now realising how bad I felt. My inside hurt and I needed to get the black illness out of my system. Aelswith hand ghosted over the kings face as I had just done mer seconds before. She looked shocked at his healthy appearance.

Her head snapping up to me. I could see tears in her eyes as her eyes met mine.

'Did you do this? What did you do?" She asked, her voice full of emotions. My guardian reaching down to grab at my hand, I could feel him rubbing his fingers against it. 'Lie' he spoke behind me. But i couldnt, I knew lying would damed my soul.

" I saved him." I spoke strongly. Embracing the punishment that was sure to follow for this.

[tlkfanficfest]

TLK Fanfic Fest Prompts - Round 2

Round 2 is here! And the fandom has DOUBLED the amount of prompts since Round 1! That’s right, we have 126 prompts for this round. AMAZING!

This round will be open for two weeks and be closed on July 26.

All the prompts are alphabetized below, into different categories. Anyone can write using any prompt and all prompts may be filled by multiple people!

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If your prompt fills are also on AO3 please add your fics to the The Last Kingdom Fanfic Fest Collection.  

If you wish to submit an anonymous submission, you may do so here. All submissions will posted at the discretion of @tlkfanficfest. We will not post anything involving incest or anything involving minors. 

And now, without further ado, the prompts:

PAIRINGS

Aethelflaed/Erik cute moments

Aethelflaed/Uhtred. Domestic (similar to early episode 4x05) either at cookham or saltwic/droitwich

Aethelflaed/Uhtred. Edward's thoughts on uhtred and his sister 4x04 when he walks away from his sister after the battle and they are embracing (if he were to turn around and see them)

Aethelflead/Uhtred, there's many ways for Aethelflead to have pleasure without risking to break her oath of chastity

Aethelfled/Uhtred. Uhtred retakes bebbanburg and aethelfled comes to join him.

Aethelfled/Uthred break the vow of chastity. Many times.

Aethelfled/Uthred. Aethelfled is wounded in battle, and Uthred nurses her back to health.

Aethelfled/Uthred. Aethelfled was already pregnant before her vow of chastity.

Aethelfled/Uthred. Fill out the time between the first kiss and the beginning of Season Four. How did the romance/ courtship take place?

Aethelfled/Uthred. Her mother mentioned Alfred looking down on what was happening. What would alfreds thoughts be of uthred bedding his daughter and their love for one another (also no chastity vow was made)

Aethelfled/Uthred. Uthred will do whatever it takes to get Aethelfled back. He won’t lose the woman he loves.

Aethelhelm/Haesten - Aethelhelm finds out from Haesten that Osferth is Alfred’s bastard child.

Aethelwold gets it (“it” either being some sex or a slap in the face. Preferably both)

Aldhelm - Modern AU where Aethelflaed sets up Aldhelm with her friend (OC female) – progressing through to cute romance and proud Aethelflaed when romance works out between Aldhelm and OC

Alfred/Uhtred Alfred likes to watch Uhtred fuck, Uhtred likes to put on a show. Power play

Alfred/Uhtred unresolved sexual tension. May or may not spill over like the wax on Alfred's candles. Wax play would be perfect

Alfred/Uhtred, "it is customary to kneel"

Alfred/Uhtred, patching up battle wounds

Alfred/Uhtred, sex in a church

Brida/Cnut - AU where Brida does tell Cnut she’s pregnant.

Brida/Ragnar - You distract me

Brida/Ragnar, Brida gives Ragnar her permission and affection.

Brida/Ragnar, Dunholm is a fortress but not yet their home. It’s time to mark their territory.

Brida/Ragnar, on Ragnar’s ship and sailing to wealth and freedom, Ragnar begins to notice Brida... and she begins to notice him back.

Brida/Ragnar, Ragnar loves Brida. But a man must have a son.

Brida/Uhtred, Brida's pregnant and alone and desperate to get laid when she comes across Uhtred and his pretty boys on their way north

Eadith/Finan, Eadith and Finan's first child

Eadith/Finan, Osferth walking in on Finan and Eadith humping in a closed room

Eadith/Finan, that awkward flirting that leads to smut phase

Edward - Edward makes a friend (OC female)

Erik/Uhtred Erik has a better way of trying to persuade Uhtred to join the brothers than a talking corpse.

Father Pyrlig/Osferth - they are forced to fight each other.

Finan is far from home and missing Uhtred, he masturbates thinking about what he'll do to Uhtred when he gets home.

Finan, Finan is badly hurt after a battle and reader takes care of him. (Bonus if they are married and it adds even more angst eheh)

Finan, The Irishman is in love with Steappa's daughter. But it doesn't stop the two men to continue to annoy each other

Finan/Eadith: firsts. First touch, first hug, first kiss, first time, first child. Anything do do with firsts.

Finan/Gisela (implied Finan/Gisela/Uhtred relationship - no cheating), Uhtred goes to Winchester leaving them in Coccham. Gisela is pregnant and Finan helps her with her cravings.

Finan/Gisela/Uhtred, the days Finan and Uhtred return from travel are Gisela worship days (it's all about her).

Finan/Osferth, Osferth is stabbed by Finan while trying to wake him up from a nightmare.

Finan/Sihtric — domestic moments

Finan/Sihtric: Finan watches Sihtric sleep.

Finan/Uhtred - Hickeys

Finan/Uhtred modern barber shop AU, including some 21st century sexy times

Finan/Uhtred orgasm denial

Finan/Uhtred pledge their lives to each other

Finan/Uhtred Uhtred has always been taught that to be fucked by a man is shameful, so why is he so desperate to be fucked by Finan? Uhtred wrestles with lust

Finan/Uhtred Uhtred is cock of the walk everywhere he goes. Except in bed where Finan rules the roost

Finan/Uhtred, a lone wolf is harrying Uhtred's sheepfarming tenants in Northumberland. Finan and Uhtred go on a wolf hunt.

Finan/Uhtred, Battle of the Somme au

Finan/Uhtred, choking

Finan/Uhtred, Finan hears Uhtred calling Gisela's name in his sleep

Finan/Uhtred, Finan is Uhtred's ESL teacher.

Finan/Uhtred, Finan pays tribute to the new Lord of Mercia

Finan/Uhtred, Finan took the contract, but watching Uhtred with his kids, he finds he can't pull the trigger.

Finan/Uhtred, Finan wants to kill Aethelwold, but Uhtred talks him out of it.

Finan/Uhtred, In the middle of winter, Aethelstan falls in the Thames. Uhtred dives in after him. Finan warms him up.

Finan/Uhtred, King Uhtred of Northumbria watches as Abbot Finan of Irland enters Bebbanburg... and after the feast, gives him a very warm welcome indeed.

Finan/Uhtred, meet cute at a marathon start line

Finan/Uhtred, planning a battle for Alfred in bed

Finan/Uhtred, recovering Skade is the first time they've been on a boat since the slave ship, and Finan doesn't react well. Uhtred wakes him from his nightmares.

Finan/Uhtred, Saxon Stories/Temeraire crossover, Uhtred and his dragon rescue Finan and his dragon from slavers

Finan/Uhtred, stolen moments

Finan/Uhtred, Uhtred figures out that Finan can read

Finan/Uhtred, Uhtred gets caught in the rain on his way back from Winchester and feels very sorry for himself. Finan makes him feel better.

Finan/Uhtred, Uhtred is on a mission for Her Majesty's Secret Service. Finan is his contact.

Finan/Uhtred/Gisela, Uhtred returns a changed man, but Gisela doesn't mind the Irish warrior he brings with him

Finan/woman (OC or Canon character, early morning sexy times.

Gisela/OC, Whilst Gisela is in the nunnery waiting for Uhtred’s return she has an affair with a fellow nun. Bonus if the other nun looks like Jodie Comer

Gisela/Uhtred, Uhtred loves Gisela's post baby curves.

Haesten/Uhtred, deep down Haesten wants to be one of Uhtred’s pretty boys.

Osferth, Osferth wants to kiss the reader all the time.

Osferth/Finan/Sihtric, Osferth plays a prank on Finan and Sihtric.

Osferth/Sihtric - they get lost in a blizzard.

Sigtryggr/Stoirra - getting to know each other by talking of their favorite things.

Sihtric, Sihtric takes his wife for a moonlight stroll.

Steapa, Steapa helps the reader with a twisted ankle.

Stiorra/Sigtryggr and their first kiss.

Uhtred, Reader dry humps Uhtred while he’s injured.

Uhtred, Uhtred spends time with his children.

Wihtgar, A crack ship fic featuring Wihtgar and one other character of your choosing.

NO SPECIFIC PAIRING

Aelswith gets her heart's desire

Aethelflaed and Alfred - Cloud watching

Aldhelm gets adopted/abducted by the Coccham Crew, who take him for a night of drinking to get him to loosen up

Coccham crew in a naturist camp

Cookham crew bathe after battle. Lots of nakedness is encouraged

Dane vs Saxon biker gang rivalries (modern au)

Edward, Edward reflects on his father’s death.

Fantasy AU (elves, dwarfs, maybe magic etc). Maybe with some Finan freaking out about the other races of creatures he meets

Finan - domestic Finan

Finan - Finan gets adopted by a kitten that follows him everywhere. Everyone learns to love the kitten (even Aelswith). Finan becomes protective of the kitten

Finan diet coke break

Finan likes to play games

Finan, Finan gets a concussion. Each of the guys take turns talking to him since he can’t fall asleep.

Finan, lays hurt after battle, and you are there to care or him.

Guthred, Guthred learns of his sister’s (Gisela) death by childbirth. He’s kept tabs on her.

Magic Mike AU

Osferth, he tells people he loves them (platonically) by the food he cooks.

Pokémon AU - Danes and Saxons battle via Pokémon

Ragnar Ragnarson, Alone in Ireland, Ragnar hears rumours of a Saxon uprising at Loidis, a slave who killed his master, Earl Ragnar the Fearless.

Ragnar Ragnarson, becoming a big brother to a younger brother.

Ragnar Ragnarson, conversations with Alfred while a hostage.

Ragnar Ragnarson, learning Uhtred is a slave

Ragnar Ragnarson, leaving home in Loidis to go and make his wealth

Ragnar Ragnarson, searching for Uhtred at Alfred’s command

Ragnar Ragnarson, teaching his new brother Uhtred how to use a sword.

Ragnar Ragnarson, watching his father fight in battle.

Ragnar Ragnarson, when his father tells him that the crops will not grow and so they will leave Denmark and go to Northumbria to make their wealth and build a new life

Sihtric, Sihtric has cold hands and he likes to tease his friends by putting them on them with no warning

Sihtric. Sihtrics gets comforted by Uhtred (not pairing). Bonus points for extra Coccham Squad feels.

Steapa, Steapa’s thoughts on Finan.

Thyra, Thyra’s family greets her in Valhalla.

Uhtred, finding his children after he finds out about Gisela's death

Uhtred, growing up in Loidis, remembering Bebbanburg

Uhtred, it's canon that Uhtred talks to his horses. Maybe one day, someone overhears him talking.

Uhtred, putting Bebbanburg to rights again

Uhtred, slowly realising that Gisela has been buried

Uhtred, watching his kids sleep when he gets home from battle

Why Finan is always tugging on armor collars.

Young Ragnar, let the games begin

Young Ragnar: sword play

IMAGINES

Clapa, reader humps Clapa on his lap.

Finan, Reader, Sihtric: Reader finds herself in a poly relationship with Finan and Sihtric

Finan/Reader, Finan comes home to find reader gone. They had gotten into a fight that day before he was to go off to battle with Uhtred. She told him that if he left she wouldn't be there when he got back. Lots of angst with a sad ending. (it was from the last round and I missed the submission :'( sadly. I'd love to try and post it this time)

Finan/Uhtred - To keep Finan and Uhtred quiet the reader halfway undresses while spying on Danes.

Sihtric saves the reader from drowning

Sihtric, the reader dares Sihtric to lick her on the neck.

[immortalgothgirl]

Alright lads, I’ve finished my Aelswith x OFC fanfic. Because I don’t want this to get flagged by tumblr, Imma post the vanilla version here, if you want the full version with the smut, then check it out on AO3. 

Thank you for reading!

"You stand too close, girl!" Lady Aelswith scolds as the young girl pours the King some wine, so biting that Kela can't help but flinch, half out of shock and half out of hurt. 

"It's alright." The King mumbles, but she's looking at her. Glaring at her, he is mine! her burning gaze seems to  scream. 

Kela daren't make even the slightest move for the way her stomach flips and her heart quickens. 

"You stand too close." She chides again, failing to notice the reddening of the serving girl's cheeks, and outright refusing to acknowledge that her own cheeks begin to burn with the same vigor when their eyes meet. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- That very same night Kela was told the King summoned her to his chambers. And it takes every fiber of her being not to act on the notion of beating Alfred senseless for disrespecting his wife in such a way.  A wretched fool if ever I saw one, the young serving girl rages as she all but drags herself to the King's private quarters. If I were Alfred, I would never leave the Queen's side, every inch of her would be adored,every single inch, from head to toes I would anoint her with my love.

She slumps against the doors in a desperate attempt to collect her thoughts and restrain herself from letting out a deep throaty sigh as her sex pulses hungrily between her thighs, her swollen bud throbbing in tandem with her hammering heart.

She deliberately issues a weak rapping on the bulky oaken doors, at least then she can tell herself that he didn't hear her and she can walk away, free to walk about the palace awaiting her Queen's command. 

Alas, Alfred hears. 

"Enter." An order if ever she heard one.

"Lord King." She inclines her head, if only to conceal what will no doubt evolve into an onslaught of previously unshed tears later in the night. 

Kela's head snaps up to meet Alfred, much, much too close and eyeing her with an insatiable lust. She wants to be sick. She longs for the arms of her Queen. 

"I need you." Alfred husks, pulling her into him. His lips are but an inch from hers and as much as she detests the thought of a union between her tongue and his, she realises with an unrelenting sadness that this is the closest she will ever get to kissing her.

There is nothing of Aelswith on his lips. He tastes rough and brutish. How dare this man lay claim to such a perfect creature night after night? She rants. What injustice that this beast is able to call the most noble lady on God's earth his wife!

"What troubles you, my love?" Kela did not even know she was crying until Alfred wiped a stray tear from her cheek with his thumb, "Have I took liberties I ought not to?"

Kela barely suppresses a laugh. If only he knew just how many times she had envisaged herself in this very same position with his wife. How time and time again she thought of little else other than kneeling before the Queen and hiking up her skirts, lavishing her with all the love Alfred had deprived her of. 

Instead she settled for: "My Lord King, I love another. Forgive me."

He only nods. Refusing to meet her eyes. She takes that as the opportunity to take her leave. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next time she is in the presence of the Queen is at the Lady Aethelflaed's wedding feast. Wine is flowing and the choir chant in perfect unity. Never did a more heavenly sound exist, thought Kela.

But then she heard the Queen let out a hearty laugh from the other end of the hall, full of mirth and an inextinguishable warmth. The only thing that shakes Kela back into the present moment is the feeling that her heart may have stopped for the briefest time.

She realises she must have been staring at her for quite some time, because the one they call Uhtred Ragnarson appeared at her side undetected, looking like he had been standing there for a while. He leans in so that his lips are a breath away from her left ear, Kela doesn't have to look at him to know he's smirking. She can feel that knowing smirk churning up her insides. "Does the Lady Aelswith know you care for her in such a way?"

She didn't have it in her to deny it. Anyway,  it wasn't as though Uhtred was bound by the intolerance of her god-fearing brothers and sisters.

 "Do you think I would still be breathing if she did? It makes no matter. She will never be mine." It knocks the  breath out of her to admit it, and before the first tear falls and plops into the jug of wine like the beginnings of a downpour, Uhtred places a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Be careful, Kela. For if I can see how your gaze lingers on her then in time Alfred surely will too."

This time she met his gaze, "I reiterate, Lord Uhtred. There is no point dwelling on hypothetical’s. She-" Of Uhtred and Kela, it was hard to tell who was more shocked when her breath hitched and caught in her throat, "She will never be mine."

"It is a pain like no other, lady.”

"Will you please leave me alone, Lord Uhtred?"

He says nothing. Only pats her on the shoulder, but the look he gives her is enough.

Kela spends the majority of the evening flitting from one table to the next pouring wine and, despite herself, laughing at crude anecdotes overheard from Lord Aethelred's men. Yet a sliver of laughter is not enough to sate the melancholy that plagues her, rotting every organ, dulling every sensation. 

The sight of her Queen is her only salvation.

"Girl! Wine!" The voice belongs to Alfred, a voice she hadn't heard since the incident in his chambers, when she had inadvertently told the King that she was in love with the Queen. She can feel the Queen's gaze burn her cheeks as she pours, almost spilling the wine over the brim of the goblet as she tries to remain calm under her gaze. 

As a courtesy, Kela dips her head ever so slightly. But Alfred isn't convinced, Aelswith even less. "Is that everything, Lord King? My Lady?" Alfred only nods his head pensively, but it isn't his needs she is concerned about.

The Queen does not even acknowledge her with a response. A pain like a fresh forged dagger plunging into her heart hits her with an immeasurable magnitude. Without another word she melds back into the gathering, setting the jug of wine on the nearest table, and within moments she has left the hall, slinking off into the chapel. 

Little did she know, the Queen of Wessex was following close behind. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Chapel was eerily silent. It was almost as if sound did not exist within the walls of The Lord's domain. It felt almost as if speaking would profane the walls and the air around her. Maybe if she prayed silently? No. If she didn't say it aloud she feared she would lose her mind. "It is a cruel jape you play, Lord. To offer up my love to someone who can never return it." She whimpered into clasped hands.

"So you do know your place then." Said a voice from behind her.

 Kela suppressed a mirthless cackle, oh, The Lord's wicked sense of humor. She stood immediately and turned to face the Lady Aelswith. "I suppose you think the pair of you are being rather discreet." She growled, edging closer to Kela with each word. "I know my husband called you to his chambers some days past."

"Nothing happened my Queen, I swear it."

"You will be silent!" The words echoed off the stone walls for what felt like quite some time. She is hurting and Kela can see it, to know that she is, in part, the cause of The Queen's sadness, a thorn in the side of the woman she loves, creates a deep dull ache in the chasm of her soul. 

"I see the way you look at him. With your harlot's gaze and your wanton smiles, trying to lure him away from me. You may desire him, as I'm sure a great number of women do, but you will never have him." Aelswith had the girl backed up against the altar. The Holy Bible rested there, left open from the Morning Mass. 

She's so close that Kela swore she could hear the beat of her heart. How easy it would be, to cup her cheek, to take those perfect lips between her own, to rake her teeth across her bottom lip.... "It is not the King I desire."

In that very same breath her lips connected with the Queen's. It was chaste, unsure, but full of love. Kela was scared to break apart for fear of what would be the inevitable onslaught of Aethswiths anger, how she was of the Devil, how she was condemned to hell because of her unnatural inclinations.

But she was not met with wroth, she was met with the tender kiss of Aelswith of Wessex.